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"There are many fans in the world, and Yang Er wishes that the county lord will win the first place tomorrow!" Zhen Yang Er smiled more sincerely, and bowed slightly.

"Haven't the leaders always been the daughters of the Zhen family?"

"Even though the Zhen clan is full of talents, in my opinion, the county lord of Ziwan is overwhelmed by the country and the city, so it will naturally be an exception!"

"I'm not the only one who makes the exceptions, like yourself!"

"You" Zhen Yang'er suddenly felt a little cold in her palm, and thought to herself.

Did she see something? Did she underestimate her? Or did she think too much, maybe she wasn't like that!

"Auntie!" Ran Ziwan ignored the back, his eyes turned cold, and he looked at the eldest princess of Xinyang in front of him with a little smile.

The princess of a dignified country, with such a dusty color, is full of fatigue under her face, which shows that she was anxious before.

"You girl! You're a clever ghost! This belly has a crooked idea, it's really not missing your mother!" The eldest princess of Xinyang took Ran Ziwan's hand and gently helped Ran Ziwan's hairpin, her tone was full of reproach, but her eyes were full of pity.

"Hehe" Ran Ziwan smiled and took the hand of the eldest princess of Xinyang, and the lazy medicine on her body hung on it.

"You are a monkey, why don't you look like a polite woman! If Chaoyang is here, maybe you will be like her daughter, and move more rules!" "The eldest princess of Xinyang glanced at Zhenyang'er, the child's behavior is the style of the imperial concubine, and the etiquette rules are all from the Zhenfu, and the speech and demeanor are all beautiful and beautiful.

"But Aunt Ming doesn't like it, does she?" Ran Ziwan raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips.

"Nonsense, the ladies' etiquette is the most famous, how do you know that I don't like such children?"

"What fell into my aunt's arms was an impolite, sexually tyrannical, and jealous Ran Ziwan!

"There's a lot of truth to that!"

"Besides, haven't you heard of any heroines in the world who prefer red tape?"

"You're smart, kid!"

The eldest princess of Xinyang, when she was young, was also a woman, dominating the wind and clouds, fighting in the north and south. Ran Ziwan knew how she wouldn't like the red tape of those ordinary ladies, not only didn't she like it, but maybe she would hate it!

As the flower banquet came to an end, the eldest princess of Xinyang calmly walked back to the original seat, and Ran Ziwan also retreated to the top of the seat.

Prior to this, the eldest princess of Xinyang moved out of the imperial training, and the salute of singing was respectful and orderly, and she used to be suppressed by a precept of the first emperor about the Duanjun Palace, which made the reputation of the Duanjun Palaces reappear in front of people's eyes, especially let the world face up to the existence of the Ran family again.

The salute of singing is respectful and orderly, and it is also recorded in the "Clan". and the imperial training that the eldest princess of Xinyang said, they all deliberately mentioned the singing order of the Duanjun Palace's palace in the flower banquet. That is to say, the singing ceremony at the beginning of the flower banquet follows the reverse order, the first singing is the women from some famous families outside the imperial capital, first the famous family girls outside the imperial capital, and finally the princesses of the imperial capital and even the countries in the world.

At the beginning of the flower feast, the order of the singing ceremony is just the opposite of the order in which the ranking of the flower feast is recorded at the end.

Ran Ziwan squinted, what she cared about was not how the flower banquet sang ceremony. She was curious about the compiler of the "Clan", and the clan not only indicated the etiquette of the flower banquet singing, but even the order of the major families in the world attending the flower banquet, the name, the talent, and the deeds were exactly the same as those described in today's singing ceremony!

And that "Clan" is at least ten years old. In other words, someone wrote ten years ago about a feast ten years later!

On top of "Clan", Ran Ziwan's name is placed on the last page. It is to cater to the admonition in the emperor's precepts, and to respect the end.

But when Princess Zhenjun tried to erase her name and replace herself with Ran Ziqing, Ran Ziwan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, because she hoped that the clan was wrong, and she hoped that she was the variable of the clan, even if it was the only variable!

It's just that what is the explanation now, the writer who wrote like a prophecy ten years ago? Ran Ziwan frowned deeply, such a book was stored in the library of the Nannuan Palace.

"Hmmmm, huhu" Hua Xiangrong puffed out a smiling face like a bun, his eyes were full of joy, and he couldn't say that Ran Ziwan of the county palace at this end was really worthy of being fragrant and soft. Or there is no one more worthy of her than Xiangzun's softness. If it hadn't been sealed, Hua Xiangrong would have stood up and cheered excitedly, and in the middle of the night, Xia looked at Hua Xiangrong sympathetically, which was really arrogant and open-minded.

"Uh-huh, whew"

Hua Xiangrong's voice made Ran Ziwan walk out of his thoughts in shock, and looked at the smiling face in front of him, which was already like a bun, and felt a little crying and laughing. turned to take a look at Liang Yu, who was full of pride, he was grabbing a lock of flowers and wanting to look like his hair in a knot, and he was having a lot of fun, as if he was not surprised by everything about Ran Ziwan.

Because he knew that she must be Aunt Chaoyang's daughter, he was not surprised. Just like the wind and Xuan Ge, it is not surprising that Ran Ziwan's meteoric steps are at all. Not surprisingly, the little woman's casual laziness.

"Sister Evening?" Seeing Ran Zi sit down late, Liang Dip casually threw the green silk that bloomed and wanted to look good, poured tea diligently, and smiled so hard that his fangs were blind.

"Hmmmm" Hua Xiangrong was very dissatisfied, and she didn't move for a few hours, which was really difficult.

"Well, don't you go! I'll go to your house in person in the evening and send you Qiongzhu, as well as a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and I brought several. Liang Dip gently pulled the flower with one finger and wanted to put it aside, and shook his shirt very unexpectedly.

"It's okay!" Although Ran Ziwan knew that there was no shortage of these in the Nannuan Palace, and even a lot, she didn't mind collecting money and enriching the treasury of the Nannuan Palace. If you look at it from the Nannuan Palace, you really don't know where the Duanjun Mansion has fallen and where it has fallen?

"Wealth fans!" Xuan Ge was a little dissatisfied in his secret voice.

"Those who come do not refuse, the more the merrier!" Ran Zi echoed in a whisper in the evening.

"Hmph!" Xuan Ge drifted towards Liang Yu measuredly, his eyes swept over the flowers beside Liang Zhen, twisted his fingers, and raised his eyebrows.

Looking at Xuan Ge's eyes, Liang Yu replied with a white eye, he didn't go back to the post house, and he was about to go to the Nannuan Palace!